Prologue: Collision
1548 UTC, September 7th, 1986,
United States Air Defense Operations Center,
Cheyenne Mountain,
Colorado, United States
The Airman sat at his terminal, shaking his head in dismay at the display's information. He raised his hand up and spoke, "Sir.." he said, quite softly, as he was quite clearly unnerved.
The officer in command walked over briskly with an expression on his face that made his no-bullshit attitude very apparent. He put his hand on the shoulder of the enlisted man and asked quite simply, "What have we got?"
He turned back to the screen, pointing at a green outlined map of the world, specifically an area in the Pacific Ocean, with amounts of distortion that to the untrained eye didn't look like much- but to a professional, it was very significant. "Navy AWACS just picked this up. Not sure what in the hell it is, but it's significant."
The Commanding Officer narrowed his eyes, "Does the President know?"
The man shook his head. So, I'll have to tell him, the officer sighed. He hated having to be the one to tell anyone anything especially not news like this to the President. Reluctantly, he walked over to the phone on a wall nearby and picked it up. He dialed a number and waited.
"What the hell is going on down there?"
He took a deep breath, "Mr. President, there's a situation developing in the Pacific,"
Silence. Two seconds of silence. "What kind of situation?"
"Something, I have no idea what as of this time, has appeared on radar in the Pacific. It has a signature that indicates massive amounts of radiation."
Reagan swore. He knew what this meant.
"I'll talk to the Russians then," He said quickly, the phone line going dead quickly after that.
1605 UTC, 7 September, 1986,
Mikhail Gorbachev's Office,
Moscow,
Russia, Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
The Communist leader picked up the red telephone the second it rang, wanting a distraction from signing the documents retaining those killed in the most recent battle in Afghanistan. He didn't expect what he heard next.
"Mr. Gorbachev, were you aware of a surge of radiation in the Pacific Ocean today?"
Mikhail took a double take. Reagan was pissed, and he believed that the CCCP was responsible. More importantly, how the hell did he not know about this? Were his own men incompetent enough not to have noticed this? Or did they simply not want to tell him? As if on cue, two men wearing Soviet Navy uniforms entered the room, the one on Gorbachev's right carrying a portfolio.
He took all of his will power not to facepalm, and instead waved them off. But, he had more important matters. He moved the receiver of the device back to his head and replied to the capitalist superpower's leader. "No, I am not, please tell me what is going on?" He said as calmly as he could, which, to be frank, wasn't very calmly at all.
"There was a large area, 'bout the size of Texas, in the Pacific ocean that is now pulsing with radiation. I wanted to know what you knew about it."
The Russian spoke his agreement before hanging up and gesturing the Navy men closer,"What is it, gentlemen?"
"We have lost radio signals with one of our Typhoon class submarines and fourteen cargo ships. We have dispached a Kiev class to investigate."
"These ships," Mikhal asked, already knowing the answer, "Are they in the Pacific?"
"Yes. How did you know?"
"Mr. Regan just informed me that there was a massive surge of radiation in that area. We might want to be careful."
The first officer spoke, "Yes, I will inform the Captains."
The two men walked out of the room, closing the door as they left.
Gorbochev took his glasses off and rested his hand on his forehead, leaning back in exasperation.
4:30 PM September 7th, 1002
Royal Guard Central Command,
Canterlot,
Capital Province, Equestria
Several Royal Guard commanders and officers trotted around quickly, knowing that the humans would react quickly to their arrival, and that they would have to prove they didn't want war. They would need to meet with some universal leader, even though the reason they are on this ill planet is because of a long division between two groups, both based on different perception's of the humans' greed.
They decided the best place would be from what the best they could tell was a neutral country. It was also the headquarters of the United Nations, the humans' main diplomatic summit. A commander stepped over to a table with a chart on it in the middle of the room. He pointed his hoof at one of the solutions. It would be to take a chariot to Geneva with the Princesses and show that they only wanted the best for the humans.
They would leave at dawn. The next day, Captain Shining Armor decided. But will that be soon enough?
1608 UTC, September 7th, 1986,
USS Enterprise,
The Pacific Ocean,
Two Hundred Miles From The Barrier
The Captain stood in the bridge waiting to here for any new updates from his eyes in the sky, planes that were currently searching for the source of the radiation. Little did he know, Russian YAK-38's and SU-24s were also doing the same job, on the opposite side of the barrier, his own government also had a couple classified tricks up their sleeve as well. An SR-71 Blackbird was already surveying the area, but he didn't need to know that.
"Sir," Said one of the pilots, "It looks like- like a landmass."
Normally, he would have called him crazy, but the other planes were all reporting the same thing. He grabbed his forehead and sat down. He could feel a migraine coming on. He picked up his full coffee mug and downed it in a single gulp. This was going to be one a hell of a day.
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Sir you win the internet
"Lady Celestia, tear down this barrier!" - Ronald Reagen
sounds like this is gonna be good
Right, then, Equestria...
If you piss off two superpowers that have been gearing up for a war for the past nearly 50 years, there's not much sympathy I can give you.
I bet the Soviets will be happy to destroy a nazi empire again.
You see. I think we would completely wipe out the ponies in less than a week
I hope that happens
So.
The entire country of Equestria, Has come out from the ocean, to declare war upon cold war era Earth?
And the Soviet Union and the United States must team up?
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If you know who I am or you've read my stories, you'll know that I would like this type of story
Why is it that Conversion Bureau stories are always on one of two extremes. Either the ponies are "good" and humanity is the personification of Satan or the ponies are "Nazi-Communist-Satanist" puppy killers who want to commit omnicide against a humanity that somehow curbstomps the ponies despite ponies possessing abilities that would cripple us (think telekinetically induced brain aneurism). Just once I'd like to see a Conversion Bureau story that has canon!Equestria land on normal-not-dystopian-present-day-Earth and have everyone deal with the issues that typically result in Bureau stories (magic human killing shield, immigration, etc.).
"Celestia, Celestia lay that potion down."
i will enjoy this as long as the ponys arent going to kick ass just saying all reality they should be scared to face a warlike race that will forever be in war
Celestia dun goofed
1945965
go read grey scale it's what you want
1945965
Let me recommend Option Gamma
"An purple curtain has descended over the pacific"- Winston Churchill (yes I know he is not alive)
1945919 Down with fascism! Up with communism! Then let capitalism beat both their asses with one hand tied behind its back.
1946424 I think you meant "up with stalinism".
1946443 Close enough
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[Internal screaming]
1946456 That... just made my day.
1945965
You'd be surprised how many there are, there just hard to come by these days.
1945965
Try Conversion Bureau Not Alone
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Celestia says: "Niemand hat die Absicht, eine Barriere zu errichten!"
So it begins!
A race of friendly, harmony loving ponies are supposed to be a threat against a destructive, militarised race? what in the ever loving ****.
1947609
See the problem with the Conversion Bureau stories, is that the equines are generally shown taking harmony to the extreme to the point where all of them are literally shoved out of character. It's less "Humanity fighting friendly ponies" and more "Humanity fighting the deluded minions of a tyrant sun-god". At least the pro-human stories are way better than pro-conversion stories, misanthropes are pretty screwed up.
REAGAN SMASH!
I do hope the Star Wars system is created in this universe.
Oh God, the US and Soviets teaming up? Good Lord, I never thought I'd see one of these.
Lol so the Equestrians finally see why my counterpart does the things he does? Hooray! Humanity can jerk off, ponies are the future
Wow, the comments here are disgusting.
Cheyenne Mountain, reminds me of full-on Stargate
1945965
Might I recommend The Conversion Bureau: The First Year.
1947898 With Salyut and Almaz already being sent up, expect seeing a couple of nuclear payloads dropping to the surface... I mean, it's easier to assemble a nuclear device with retrorockets in orbit, cause you can add more nuclear matter there...